Up until a few months ago I avoided running like the plague.

Didn't like it, wasn't interested in partaking.

For years, running had served as punishment. Miss too many free throws, some swears during practice, get outrebounded - my basketball coach found a multitude of reasons to run.

But then I made the decision to get into shape. And there was no way I was doing that without at least some running.

I'm not going to say that I love it now, and really my pace is closer to a jog than a run, but I don't dread it. And I hate going days without lacing up and hitting the pavement.

I don't know what changed, but running doesn't seem like punishment anymore. And I'm good with that.

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